News after the Rally

It's wrong how the eye takes sides.

The news and police choppers

drift like hawks in the sky,

and the sun blinks through

like God the Exhausted.

From a height like that, we're only so

many shivering fools. No,

the camera isn't fair -

shot through a riot shield

oracold tier of air. Look here:

where the cops in stern blue

swing their black clubs down,

and through the pepper mist

a girl screams, peace, peace

you fucking pigs. This

scene won't even hide

in the gray bowels of the paper

whose editors sigh,

It's wrong how the eye takes sides.